Out the window of the studio,
is a row of large evergreens and the sky.
It’s dark now, but the day
is just beginning to brighten.
The sequoias on the left
have grown more than thirty feet
taller since I first met them.
There is a scraggy willow
who shades the walkway,
and a mountain ash.
But the window focuses
in on the sky. Hundreds of swans
have flown overhead at night,
and in daytime, ravens and wrens.
From this window, each view
carries something new, a bird,
a leaf, a color. Right now,
the sky is changing from
the infinite night sky to
the skin of the exosphere
that binds our planet together.
I can’t imagine anything
better than that.